The Silent Type

You've got to help me

I'm in a bind

I just can't seem to

Read your mind

Your eyes are the windows

To your soul

But you use blinds

To cloak your goal

You whisper the truth

So I can't hear

It's just a secret

That you hold dear

I want to know

To know you well

But it seems that these things

You'll never tell

So what's the story?

Give me a clue

I can't work out

The enigma that is you

So tell me honestly

Tell me straight

Is it me you

Want to date?